Any further thoughts and plans about their road trip in the near future were lost as Bucky climbed back up over him and Steve can't help but pass his hands enthusiastically over that warm skin anywhere and everywhere at once. When Bucky combed his fingers through his hair he tilted his head back into the touch and kissed back eagerly the lips pressed against his, tasting his own semen in Bucky's mouth. It tasted more than a little odd and Steve was surprised that Bucky swallowed it all down. Or most of it, as there as a bit of white left at the corners of Bucky's mouth and he licked and kissed those marks away.

"What do you want?" He asked as he pressed kisses down the jaw to the throat even as one hand worked his way between them towards where he could feel Bucky's hard cock pressed against his stomach. "Mouth? Hand?"